King Cotton Blues

Got the king cotton blues, that I can't deny
 I've always been in trouble, but, I never did know why
 Some say it's my attitude, others said my luck
 Those that said my just deserts can take a flying fuck
 Got the king cotton blues, right down to my core
 I can take the licking, boys, stand up and ask for more
 It ain't because of courage, on account of being brave
 I never saw much reason to avoid an early grave
 King cotton blues boys, be it understood
 Shotgun is too merciful, hanging is too good
 Drowning's too uncertain, poison is too slow
 To snuff a worthless widow's son whose time has come to go
 Got the king cotton blues, reason to complain
 All the local prostitutes, spit upon my name
 I take out my handkerchief, and dust that shit away
 Revenge don't bring relief, boys, no matter what they say
 Got the king cotton blues, price upon my head
 A thousand bucks alive, and double if I'm dead
 They don't want to have to feed me, they know my appetite
 Let's head down to the bar afar, and pick another fight
 Got the king cotton blues when shit hits the fan
 No shame to duck, boys, any chance you can
 Take your absolution, at the whorehouse down the block
 For those who disavow you, can wind the devil's clock
 Got the king cotton blues, every dog knows the tune
 Every cat has a version, beneath the brightful moon
 Take your revolution, and stick it upper class
 Be kind to one another, and dip your lights when you pass
 Got the king cotton blues, that's all I got to say
 They done locked up the keys, and threw the house away
 I'm just buying my time until they pop my red balloon
 Feed me to the tigers, throw my leg across the moon